After leaving Tengtian Building, Ye Mingqian did not go home, but walked into the night to the hospital.
It had been more than a week since she had shown her face in front of Huo Jili. She appeared in the ward holding a bouquet of flowers, and he was sitting in a wheelchair on the balcony watching the night view.
"The dew is heavy at night, Mr. Huo."
Ye Mingqian took the coat from Assistant Zhu's arm and put it on Huo Jili's shoulders.
"well."
Huo Jili sighed heavily, "An old friend of mine is gone."
It seems that he has learned about the death of Mr. Shu.
Showing ignorance in front of him, Ye Mingqian gently helped Huo Jili button the collar. Ye Mingqian knelt down and looked up at him: "Then you must take good care of your body. Life, old age, illness and death are natural reincarnations. Mr. Huo expresses his condolences."
"You." Huo Jili shook his head helplessly, "It's great to be young."
"You are also in your prime." Ye Mingqian smiled and pushed him back to the ward.
Assistant Zhu closed the balcony glass, and the cool night breeze blew in through the window. The wind swept her nose and she couldn't help but sneeze.
"You're still talking about me, look at you, it's already mid-autumn, and you're still wearing thin clothes. What should you do if you catch a cold?"
Huo Jili took off his coat and handed it to Ye Mingqian, "Put it on quickly."
"Thanks."
She took it, the smile on her face became a little brighter, and she took the initiative to talk about the study, "I have put the things away, but the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was messed up."
With a hint of water hanging on her eyelashes, Ye Mingqian looked at Huo Jili with a pair of autumn-cut eyes, and said in a slightly nervous tone: "Mr. Huo, am I useless?"
Huo Jili lay down on the hospital bed with the help of Assistant Zhu. As soon as he covered himself with the quilt, he heard her crying and couldn't help but smile:
"Whether you are capable or not, you will be Mrs. Huo in the future. No one can deny this. No matter if you don't invite relatives from Jiangcheng in the future, all the old friends from the early years will be gone, and the old friendship will be gone. "
Everyone in the business district of H City knew that the Huo family's fortune was made possible by the mother of the three brothers of the Huo family starting from a small stall. Ye Mingqian had only heard a few words about their past in Jiangcheng, so on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, she I just put together what I heard. Judging from the behavior of the people in Jiangcheng at the scene, it seems that they are inseparable.
"Then I'll be relieved." She then wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
But in his heart, he didn't agree with Huo Jili's statement.
Instead of commenting on her abilities, she tied her personality to his identity. Being a woman who depends on him is what Huo Jili wants most as "Mrs. Huo," right?
Mrs. Huo's peaceful face flashed in Ye Mingqian's mind.
"You can go to Shu's house for me tomorrow."
Huo Jili's words brought her thoughts back to reality, "Send some memorial services to see Mr. Shu on his last journey."
She pretended to be surprised and said, "Mr. Shu is gone?"
"Yes." Huo Jili nodded heavily, "Tomorrow is the funeral."
Ye Mingqian was silent.
Would you die today and be cremated the next day? Could the Shu family be too impatient?
Huo Jili looked complicated, clapped her hand, and said earnestly: "Mr. Shu is not only my friend for many years, but he is also a very important person among the partners of the Shu family and our Huo family. After you go, ask the Shu family if they need any help." I hope that when you attend the funeral tomorrow, you can help me bring a message in front of Shu Lao's funeral hall."
"good."
"I will take good care of Shu Qiaoqiao for you."
The look in Huo Jili's eyes when he said these words kept echoing in Ye Mingqian's mind, and she still keenly caught a hint of solemnity in his tender eyes.
After returning home, the more she thought about it, the more she realized that there was something profound about her words!
It's not caring but caring. This word is very strange.
Mr. Shu must have left something for Shu Qiaoqiao before he fell. It depends on whether she can hold her own in front of Huo Jili.
After washing, she lay on the bed. She closed her eyes and saw the murderous intent in Huo Jili's eyes. She put his face in Chi Yanchen's photo album and found that the image did not match all the photos.
As his partner, what kind of person is Mrs. Huo?
And Aunt Chi!
Ye Mingqian opened her eyes suddenly and subconsciously touched her phone. She found that it was already late at night. Considering that it would disturb Yun Xuan who was in the same room with her, she gave up the idea of making a call.
"Let's ask him in person sometime."
The thoughts in her mind slowed down and she gradually fell into sleep.
The next day, Ye Mingqian appeared at Mr. Shu's funeral wearing black trousers.
The Shu family was anxious to inform him, but due to Mr. Shu's reputation and connections, many people came to pay their respects.
She saw Chi Yanchen at first sight in the crowd. He was wearing a black suit and standing beside the Shu family.
Shu Qiaoqiao was not seen, so she was probably crying in mourning with her brother in the mourning hall.
Ye Mingqian presented a rich memorial ceremony in the name of Huo Jili. When the emcee sang "Huo Jili and his wife Ye Mingqian of the Huo Group enter the stage" through the microphone, everyone's eyes were focused on her.
She calmly walked to the mourning hall in the face of their appraising eyes, and took the three incense sticks handed over by the Shu family to worship.
I also met Mr. Shu on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Although he was lifeless at that time, life was still alive in front of his eyes. Now that we are separated, Mr. Shu in the black and white portrait is smiling kindly.
Who could have imagined that it was such an old man who built everything in the Shu family with thunderous means.
"Shu Lao, I have brought Huo Jili's words. Whether your granddaughter can survive depends on whether your spirit in heaven can protect her."
Ye Mingqian raised the incense and kowtowed three times.
When he bent down, his eyes saw Shu Qiaoqiao kneeling on the ground, dressed in mourning clothes, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and when he saw it was her, he just nodded numbly.
"My condolences to Sister Qiao."
He handed the incense to the Shu family, took another look at Mr. Shu's portrait, and then turned around to make way for others to pay their respects.
There were many familiar people present, but as far as Ye Mingqian was concerned, they were just acquaintances at the Huo family's banquet. People gathered together to chat in low voices, and it was inconvenient for her to join them.
Standing alone in the crowd, accepting the scrutinizing glances that glanced at her from time to time, it was not until the appearance of three people from the Ye family that she broke the boredom of this situation.
Ye Shirong was stopped at the gate of Shu's house. The host in charge of welcoming guests checked the list several times but their names were not there, and asked them to invite them back with an apologetic look.
It's really embarrassing to have to join in such idle fun.
Ye Mingqian turned his head away disdainfully.
But the Ye family did not let her go.
Wang Lan's sharp eyes saw Ye Mingqian in the crowd, and immediately shouted to the master of ceremonies: "We came with her. She is Huo Jili's future wife, and we are her natal family."
The people who noticed the commotion here looked at Ye Mingqian with some contempt when they heard this.
Stimulated by this change, she glared at Wang Lan angrily.
